I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family-Chapter 516
I’d planned to wait until Min-young arrived, but word came she’d be later than I thought—and the way the others were staring was getting to me—so I slipped in early.
Two adults plus three older women... a catastrophic lineup.
It’s not a bunch of cunts I can screw and toss around however I want—each one is a national- or even continental-scale asset. A lineup that makes your skin prickle.
More lethal still: every single one is a candidate to be my wife.
Not just “one will be my wife,” either. They’ll all end up as my wives—what’s at stake is who becomes the real No. 1, the primary wife.
Cold sweat just from sitting still.
“...”
“...”
“...”
“...”
“...”
Everyone paid respects to Grandfather and gathered again, and the air was... wrong.
Five pairs of eyes, saying nothing, fixed only on me.
Even the seating fell into place in a weird way.
The table fanned out from me like a hearing panel. It felt like I was being questioned.
Go Seon-a’s interest in me should be the weakest, but even she was staring today.
“Why... are you all looking at me like that?”
I finally forced a line.
Thankfully, the pincushion silence eased.
“Feels like I haven’t seen Muyeol in ages, right?”
“Ah.”
Except now the menace was just more explicit.
They were smiling, but they weren’t smiling.
“Was it... that long? I don’t think it’s been that long.”
“Mmm, nope. We saw each other on Victory Day and then nothing. That’s like three months, isn’t it? Wow! So I slept alone for three whole months?”
“Uh—”
“You should come play in Seoul sometime. I would’ve done everything you like. Literally e-ver-y-thing.”
“Haha... I’ll try to make more time starting next year.”
Ah.
Shouldn’t have said anything.
This isn’t easy.
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“You should get back to the business with my daughter too. Hayan says she really misses you.”
“W-what are you even saying all of a sudden...! No! I never said that!”
“Quiet, girl. I spoon-feed you and you still won’t eat. Tsk.”
“Mom, seriously, what are you doing?!”
“Good grief...”
Ah... a mother’s desperate heart, trying to solve her daughter’s virginity...
‘I do need to make contact with Hayan at some point... but things just aren’t flowing that way.’
She was supposed to be third in line after Go Min-young and Go Minji.
But things tangled, fizzled between us, and now it just feels awkward.
To make it worse, the joint venture we were pushing—she killed it. We barely even meet now.
Do I need to manufacture some dramatic event?
“Come to think of it...”
Once Go Hayoung opened up, the others started talking too.
Seonyul, who’d sprinted at me the moment she got off the AV, pouted and whined:
“M-Muyeol, you never came to Jeju even once...?”
“...”
Ah.
An attack from this flank too.
“Not even to see me... but as °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° part of oversight, you could’ve come once.”
“I’ve been a little busy...”
“And the statue’s finished, but you haven’t come pick it up... You’re not completely uninterested in me, are you?”
“Of course not. It’s just... one thing led to another...”
Karma?
Everything keeps circling back.
“Why are you even asking. He’s already got the fish in the net. Can’t you tell? He’s not interested in you.”
“...What?”
“What our Muyeol cares about is virgins. You’re a non-virgin now, so you’re not worth his attention.”
What kind of bullshit is that, Minji.
Do you want a beating?
“On a day this important, he ditched even me—the world’s most respected and beloved older sister—and came up here alone. What chance do you think you have? You’re obviously nowhere on his radar.”
As Go Minji shrugged, wearing that uniquely punchable face, Go Seonyul shot back on the spot.
“That’s because your mental age is low. He didn’t want to be around you.”
“What did you say?”
“Don’t generalize from your own case. You got ignored and dumped because you’re you.”
Hey, uh—
“Ha! If I had time, I could go to him anytime and suck and lick him down all I wanted. I text him the most, we date, and I spend all my free time with him—unlike a certain someone buried down south.”
“So you’re loose now!”
“W-what??”
“Loose must be nice, Minji. I’m still new. Barely any rounds.”
What even is this conversation.
“...Seonyul, what do you think you’re doing? Stop it right now. Sit down.”
“Mom! Mom, she—”
“Why not? This is fun.”
Go Seon-a, aghast, tried to rein it in; Go Hayoung chuckled like she was enjoying the show.
Fire and fights are the most fun to watch, sure—but this one involved me, so I couldn’t laugh.
“Calm down, both of you. You’re both talking nonsense, so how about you both calm down.”
“Nonsense? He’s a hardcore virgin-fetish, but he’s also addicted to my body. He’s on me any time, any place.”
“Minji has a low mental age and he got sick of your body and dumped you, right? I’m right, aren’t I??”
Please stop. Don’t fight.
“Fufufu. Cute. Watching kids argue.”
“...You’re an adult. You’re just going to sit and spectate?” 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮
“Why noooot? We’re all old enough to know what’s what. Not kids.”
“You just called them kids, yourself—”
“Age isn’t everything. Oh! Come to think of it, you’re still... a virgin, aren’t you?”
“...Do you truly have no sense of decorum?”
“Then they’re your seniors. Wow. Should a junior be talking back to seniors?”
“Ha. This is so childish.”
Go Seon-a stood up.
Apparently she couldn’t watch this farce any longer.
She grabbed Seonyul—still glaring daggers at Go Minji by now—by the wrist to pull her away.
“W-what are you doing!”
“What do you think. Staying here serves no purpose.”
“N-no...! I want to be with Muyeol—”
Seonyul dug in her heels, Seon-a struggled with her, then shot me a nasty look like this was my fault.
W-why me...
If this goes wrong—
Then it happened.
—Bzzzt.
Salvation(?) arrived...!!
— Muyeol.
— I’m almost there.
— Could you come meet me?
The slightly shy message from Go Min-young tasted like pure honey.
I sprang up from my seat.
“Min-yo— I mean, Aunt Go Min-young is here. I’ll be right back!”
“What?”
Dodging the five women’s converging gazes with full legal cover, I escaped the room.
‘Oho. My savior...!’
“Muyeol...!”
I greeted Go Min-young—who looked impossibly beautiful today.
It felt like a goddess was stepping down from the AV. I ran straight in and hugged her tight.
“Oh my...!”
She startled for a second, then wrapped me in an indulgent smile, patting my back.
“Did something hard happen?”
“Nngh,”
Not so much hard... as an extreme crisis...!
Her warm arms wrapped around me with anchoring calm.
I could stay like this forever...!
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After trials and detours, dinner time.
Compared to last year’s lavish year-end countdown gala, this was a modest meal—but the lineup was anything but.
The people at this table are the ones who, in practice, palm Asia.
Given Asia’s current weight in the world, their reach is enough to shake the entire globe.
“...Did you lot fight or something? Why’s the air so cold?”
Grandfather sensed the inexplicable chill and asked.
Family meals are usually noisy; tonight’s quiet made sense.
“Fight? Nah~. Let’s say... the competition is starting.”
Go Hayoung scanned the table with a meaningful look, then flashed me a smile.
Ah... my future...
“Competition... huh.”
Arriving late, Go Min-young read the drift instantly and gave a thin smile.
A shade different from her usual chilly Vice Chair face.
“What’s with that smile? Weirdly gets on my nerves.”
“Now even smiling’s a problem? Feeling inferior? Maybe your bed’s been cold too long. Showing that puts men off.”
“Oh my, hearing that from you feels so strange~.”
“What’s strange about it? Anyone here know men better than I do? I’m giving advice for my brother’s sake.”
“What, a sudden slut declaration? You know men that well? I had no idea~.”
“It means I’ve spent that much time with Muyeol. Is that hard to understand?”
Ah.
This spot’s on fire too.
Gahhhh!
“Time... heh. Who cares about time. What matters is how deep and how secret the bond is. Quality over quantity, no?”
“That, of course—”
“I let Muyeol do anything he wanted. You still have one side that’s a virgin, don’t you?”
“What? No, that’s—”
Wait, hold up!!
How far are you taking this conversation?!!
Nope. Cutting this off.
“Mu, Muyeol.”
Grandfather must’ve thought the same.
He stretched a hand toward me and called me in.
“Didn’t you say you had something to tell me earlier?”
“Ah, yes! Right. I do. It’s really important.”
“If it’s that important, say it here—everyone’s here. What is it?”
Grandfather moved fast to settle things, and even Go Min-young and Go Hayoung lowered their hackles a notch.
Still wearing those chilly smiles...
“It’s about the marriage, I—ah.”
““““““...What?””””””
